The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 112

Chapter 85: Do I Want It?-3

I don’t know why, but those words make my chest tense.

“You know it,” he adds.

His voice is now lower.

More reflective.

“An intelligent woman is more reasonable.”

His eyes are barely darkened.

“And you know what is good for you… and what not.”

The silence that remains after those words is heavy, for a second I feel the air in the hallway become

denser. Alexander smiles again, but this time his smile is different.

It’s not warm, it’s not light. There’s something… bitter. Something I hadn’t seen in him before.

Then he just nods, as if he’s finished saying what he wanted to say.

“See you, Clara.”

He turns around, and this time he doesn’t stop.

He walks down the hallway with a firm step until he turns the corner and disappears from my sight.

I stand there. Motionless. And for some reason I feel my heart go up to my throat.

As if something had tightened inside my chest.

Not because Alexander was cruel, he wasn’t. But his words… They were too direct.

Too clear.

I close the door to my office slowly as I finally enter, the silence of the place immediately enveloping me. I walk to my desk, but I don’t sit down.

I stand in front of the window, New York stretches out in front of me.

Noisy, alive, immense. But for a moment everything seems distant.

Alexander’s words come back to my head.

An idiot cannot be given a second chance.

I close my eyes for a second. Because I know perfectly well who he was talking about.

Ethan. And while part of me wants to reject that idea right away… Another part of me knows that

Alexander wasn’t speaking from ignorance.

Ethan broke my heart, that’s a fact.

(Chapter 83-6 Want It? 3

I take a deep breath. But then… The image changes, Ethan in front of my car, desperate.

Ethan changing his number without me asking. Ethan holding my face in his hands in his office.

“My heart is starting to react, Ethan…”

My chest tightens, I slowly open my eyes.

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Alexander thinks I’m about to make a mistake. And maybe… From the outside that’s exactly what it looks

like. An intelligent woman does not return to the man who made her suffer.

That is the logical thing to do, that is the reasonable thing to do.

I walk slowly to my chair and finally sit down.

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